Erdan looked in the direction of his slight finger and saw a big ink man boarding the plane.

The big man ink was "specially taken care of" due to security checks, which delayed some time. The rest of the people boarded the plane, and he was the last one.

Li Erdan nodded affirmatively and asked Xiang Weiwei: "Weiwei, how long will it take to fly from here to Shanghai?"

"It usually takes 3 hours, and it's not as fast as it can be, and it's not as slow as it can be. And I've also sat there once, and I've arrived in a daze." Weiwei.

"I hope there will be no accident on this plane! Other passengers don't care, they will hang up if they hang up, but my sister-in-law is on it."

"Shut up your crow's mouth!" Weiwei cursed at Erdan, "Can't you say something nice?"

Erdan giggled and said, "Just a little joke, don't take it seriously. Alas, I've been terrified by the Middle East IsBs, and my nerves are a little allergic."

"IsBs?" His face turned pale suddenly, "Brother Erdan, you don't think there are terrorists on Xiaoxiao's plane, right? Oh my God, that's all right."

"Don't be suspicious, there are so many ****s. I'll count on my fingers. In a few days, IsBs will follow the footsteps of the Chicken Organization and become history."

Li Erdan's calculations are definitely not bragging about the big picture, but is reasonable and well-founded, because the Justice League on Earth is preparing to take a harsh attack on IsBs and will kill with one blow.

"Well, Xiaoxiaoji's nature scene, the flight she took will definitely not be a problem." Weiwei said.

Xiaoxiao is auspicious about the heavenly appearance?

Weiwei praised her family for not bringing such a person at all. Comrade Li Erdan almost laughed.

At this moment, a gray-headed old lady was carrying a broken bag and holding a broken bowl, and she slowly rubbed her to him and Weiwei.

This old lady is probably a beggar.

Beggars are the most annoying. Give money, because they are afraid of being cheated, because some beggars earn far from white-collar workers, and they can make money by reaching out, and their lives are so comfortable. If you don’t give money, you will feel sorry for your conscience.

Erdan was a beggar for a while, and that experience was unforgettable and he didn't want to mention it anymore. Seeing the old lady coming over to ask for money, he did not leave, but reached into his arms and wanted to give the old lady some money.

"Hey, I'm going, I don't have any money on it. That, Weiwei, um..." Erdan.

Weiwei has already taken out her wallet, and the big and small bills inside are neatly stacked, and are separated into different locations of the wallet.

Erdan really wants to see how much Weiwei can give. If it were him, it would hurt at most ten yuan, and one hundred yuan would give it.

Weiwei walked towards the old lady and took out a hundred yuan from her wallet.

Erdan smiled and said nothing. He looked at the old lady closely and couldn't help but think of his grandma again, so he felt sad again.

Li Erdan's grandmother has been alive for many years, and she has not left a single photo, not even a portrait, but her grandmother's voice, appearance and smile have always existed in the depths of her mind.

If a son wants to raise his parents but his parents are gone, the most painful thing in the world is this!

The old lady carried a bag with the rags she picked up, various bottles and jars, and other things. Erdan's grandma came to the city to beg for food, and she also picked up rags. She was as humble as fleas and as small as an ant, and her self-esteem had already been thrown out of the sky.

Suddenly, Erdan saw a small book in his old lady's crouching nest, and he had a little impression of this small book. It was clearly the one that the big man ink read when he bought a ticket.

When the old lady saw Weiwei asking for her 100 yuan, her faint eyes lit up. She rarely asked for 100 yuan at a time, so she hurriedly said, "Thank you, thank you. Little girl, you are so nice."

Weiwei handed the red version of the money into the old lady's hands and said shyly, "No need to thank you, it should be."

There was no extra words, and the old lady turned around and left after asking for money. At this time, Erdan quickly walked up to her, pointed to the little book she was clamped under the crouching nest and said to her: "Grandma, can you show me this book?"

He was slightly surprised, "Brother Erdan, it's just a book, what are you doing?"

"This book seems to be the one that the big guy ink saw."

The old lady looked at Erdan, then looked at Weiwei. Without even thinking, she took the small book she had stuck in the crouching nest in her hand, handed it to Erdan, and said, "I picked this book up in that trash can." As she said, the old lady pointed to a trash can not far away and said, "Since you like it, I'll give it to you. I can't understand it even if I want it, and it's not worth much money to sell it."

Erdan took the book from the old lady and focused all her attention on it.

The written cover is printed with a watermark of "God", and the rest are all Arabic words that you can't understand. After opening it, it still has Arabic words, twisted and crooked, and I don't know what it means.

Weiwei saw Erdan being very interested in this book, so she gave the old lady another ten yuan. Even if she bought the book, the old lady refused a few times at first, but finally accepted it.

Song Weiwei, what a kind-hearted girl!

Erdan reads books very seriously, at least in Weiwei's opinion, he is like this, but in fact he is thinking about things.

"Academic master is a student master." Weiwei said, not without the meaning of ridicule, and came to Erdan, looked at the book a few times, his eyes a little dizzy, because he didn't recognize any of the words on it, but he recognized it as Arabic, and then said, "Oh, I didn't expect that Erdan brother was well-educated, not only knew English, but also Arabic."

Erdan ignored Weiwei's words, his eyes wandered, and suddenly said, "I thought of it, I thought of it."

"Uh, what did you think of?" Weiwei, in a fog.

Erdan closed the book and said to Weiwei: "Do you still remember the Boeing 797 that hit the Lasagna Petroleum Sister Tower? I went to HK to find you the one I also rode on."

His eyes widened slightly, stared at Erdan's eyes and said, "I know! What's wrong?"

"I met a young man who was going to mud on the plane. He was also reading this book at that time. Later, the plane stopped at the hk transfer and took passengers. Before leaving, the young man wanted to give me this book, but I didn't want it." Erdan.

"What then?" Weiwei felt a little scared, "Do you think that young man was a terror? The big ink man who was on the same flight as Xiaoxiao was also a terror?"

"Uh, I didn't say that! I just think there might be something wrong with it." Erdan said in a faint tone.
Chapter completed!